Whats Real

The struggle is real The struggle made me stop being me The struggle is life eating away my meals No more weeping no more drinking No more crying trying to pass the time Life as my playing field always equal pain Better days turn to better gains Gain nothing but superficial dreams Everything about my life is Superficial Superficial Superficial cause the struggle is real My eyes show the hurt My words explain my fears My ego is too big to beg for something new But I think about newness What could be and what could have been